Chapter 660: Mysterious black air

"It's Kunlun Valley!"

Wu Huo replied very positively, but when it wanted to continue speaking, it was interrupted by Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, I have been to that place and there is nothing at all. It seems that you are really lying to me."

While speaking, Feng Wuchen continued refining very decisively.

"What? I lied to you? Brat boy, you...ah..." Wu Huo screamed before he finished speaking.

"You bastard! How dare you turn your back!" Wu Huo Lei Ting was furious.

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, don't think of me as a three-year-old child." Feng Wuchen said coldly, then closed his eyes and ignored the black fire.

"Smelly boy! I killed you!" Realizing that he had been deceived, Wu Huo roared extremely furiously.

Feng Wuchen ignored it, anyway, Wuhuo was now in an extremely weak state and could not pose the slightest threat to Feng Wuchen.

"Ah..." The seventh layer of space was filled with the screams of black fire.

The wind is dustless in the refining process. Although he doesn't believe it, he cares very much in his heart.

"Kunlun Valley has long since ceased to exist, really hiding the ancient power?" Feng Wuchen wondered, not because he did not believe in Wuhuo, but Feng Wuchen learned from the memory of the evil dragon **** that Kunlun Valley was already there. Collapsed in the Great War.

But since Wu Huo had mentioned the Kunlun Valley, Feng Wuchen felt that he had time to visit Kunlun Valley.

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Zhuge family in the fantasy sea world.

Zhuge Liancheng walked back and forth in the grand hall, looking anxious.

"Feng Wuchen! Feng Wuchen! Feng Wuchen!" Zhuge Liancheng, who looked worried, kept gritting his teeth and chanting Feng Wuchen's name, looking like he could not wait for Feng Wuchen to be broken into pieces.

"Young Master." At this time, a maid entered the hall.

"How is it? Is Ling'er okay?" Zhuge Liancheng asked anxiously when the maid came in.

The maid replied: "Young Master, Linger girl still won't let me in."

"What...what can I do about this?" Zhuge Liancheng was anxious, and said: "Ling'er has locked himself up for more than a month. If this continues, I am worried about Ling'er..."

"Susu, think of a way," Zhuge Liancheng said anxiously.

The maid who was called Susu said helplessly: "Young Master, Ling'er girl is not allowed to enter, and I can't help it. If Linger girl gets angry, wouldn't I..."

"Feng Wuchen! If something happens to Ling'er, I definitely can't spare you!" Zhuge Liancheng gritted his teeth and said angrily, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Zhuge Liancheng hated Feng Wuchen, and if it weren't for Feng Wuchen, Mo Linger wouldn't be like this.

Since the first battle in the Illusory Sea Realm, Mo Linger's whole person has changed, becoming muddled and desperate.

After staying in Zhuge's family for so long, it has not been out of the room for more than a month now.

Mo Linger locked herself in the room, no one was allowed in, and no one knew her current situation.

Because of this, Zhuge Liancheng was so anxious.

In the First Battle of the Illusory Sea Realm, the Holy Sun Sect was wiped out, and Duan Moming, the first genius in the Illusive Sea Realm, died by the hands of the wind and dust. This huge blow completely drove Mo Linger into the bottomless abyss.

Mo Ling'er knew that she had lost, she had lost so thoroughly that she would not be able to turn over in her life.

In Mo Ling'er's mind, the shadow of Feng Wuchen appeared all the time, which could not be erased.

Mo Ling'er felt her cheeks red and hot whenever it sounded that year.

In the room, Mo Ling'er sat blankly, expressionless, desperate, like a walking dead, it seemed to her that being alive had lost its meaning to her.

"Ling'er! It's me, open the door soon." The calm space was suddenly broken by Zhuge Liancheng outside the door.

Mo Ling'er was the same as usual, there was no movement, he didn't seem to hear Zhuge Liancheng's voice, and he didn't seem to care at all.

No matter how Zhuge Liancheng shouted, Mo Linger did not answer.

Streaks of weird black air spread in Mo Ling'er's room out of thin air, even if Mo Ling'er noticed it, he was still indifferent.

The strange black air sealed the room, and then exuded an extremely terrifying and evil aura.

"A woman's hatred is more terrifying than a man's hatred of killing his father." A low and hoarse voice came from the strange black air.

Hearing this, Mo Linger, who was motionless, finally had a slight movement in her beautiful eyes.

"Who are you?" Mo Ling'er asked, as if only then did he discover the strange black air that appeared out of thin air in the room.

The terrifying evil aura immediately made Mo Ling'er extremely frightened, her pretty face pale as paper.

"I'm here to help you." A hoarse voice came from the weird black air, as if it was magical.

"The one who helped me?" Mo Ling'er looked stunned.

"Don't you want power? Don't you want power? I can give it to you!" The weird black air said flatly, as if all this was at his fingertips.

"Can you give it to me?" Mo Ling'er looked at Hei Qi in shock, feeling that he was dreaming, and that the speaker had another attempt.

"Yes, I can give it to you, as long as you want, I can give it to you!" The hoarse voice came from the black air with confidence.

"Why should I believe you?" Mo Ling'er frowned and asked.

"It's just that I can wipe out the Immortal Pavilion with a wave of my hand and destroy the entire Promise Domain." Hei Qi is very arrogant and completely ignores the Immortal Pavilion.

In order to convince Mo Ling'er, the strange black energy suddenly glowed purple, and an extremely terrifying force poured into Mo Ling'er.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Linger was shocked.

"Don't resist!" The weird black air yelled coldly, and Mo Ling'er was trembling with fear.

But at this moment, Mo Ling'er was shocked to discover that as this terrifying force injected into her body, her cultivation level had soared at a terrifying speed.

"Heavenly Origin Realm Eightfold!"

"Ninth Heaven Realm!"

"The realm of heaven and humanity is one heavy!"

"Triple Heaven and Human Realm!"

"..."

Mo Ling'er was dumbfounded by the terrifying increase in speed.

This is simply a dream!

Who in the world has such a terrifying energy, in the blink of an eye, a cultivator of the Seventh Stage of the Heavenly Origin Realm becomes a powerhouse of the fifth stage of the Heavenly Human Realm!

What a terrifying magical power is this?

If you can master this terrible supernatural power, you can cultivate a large number of terrifying powerhouses at any time.

"Fifth Heaven and Human Realm...Five Levels! This...how is this possible..." Mo Ling'er had an incredible face, and she could clearly feel this tyrannical power.

"How? Do you believe it now?" the strange black spirit asked.

"Who are you? Why do you want to help me?" Mo Ling'er looked at the black air and asked. There will never be a pie in the sky, Mo Ling'er knows this very well.

"Because I really need someone like you who has endless hatred. If you want to improve your cultivation faster, you can practice this exercise, and I can pass on your powerful martial arts!"